Apparently I live under a rock and haven’t seen the commercial! Not to be all hipster because I watch plenty of Netflix but Jeopardy is one of the few things I watch on TV...so I’m only familiar with COPD drugs and life insurance commercials.

I am spelling challenged, and auto-correct cannot help me all the time. My mother loves to tell the story of my fifth-grade report on the “Assignations of John F. Kennedy” which probably would have been fascinating, if I hadn’t actually written about the “Assassination of John F. Kennedy.”

I was pumping at a rest stop the other day, and saw a couple roll up and change their kid on the outdoor picnic tables. I gave them a fucking filthy look (for being fucking filthy - there was a changing table in the bathroom). I could see the ‘you don’t understaaaand’ parental indignation face start. Then they saw the…

My boob.

Thank you fellow New Englander!

Many years ago I lost my first baby to SIDS. This was a couple weeks after her first round of vaccinations. A person pointed this connection out to me shortly after the funeral. I hit that person in the face.

And even if they’re ok now her supposed friend is dating him, that has to be weird. Of course that’s if one believes they ever were actually dating and not bearding. I’m unsure.

I feel like she made a youtube video about him with Barbie dolls about how he dumped her over the phone.

I work on Music Row and this is all VERY VERY real. I also did a ctrl+f of this article and found no mention of Clare Dunn. Y’all need some Clare Dunn in your lives if you’re sick of men running country music ;)

FWIW, I’m a woman that primarily listens to female country music artists. I dislike the misogyny present in most of music performed by male artists to the point where I don’t even listen to new music by male artists.

One of the people most confused by my keeping my name has been..... my own mother. It is the same name I have had for over thirty years. You gave it to me. I did not change it. It should not be confusing for you now. I literally gave you less to remember. I have had the conversation about her addressing envelopes to a…

Yup! And it makes me sooo happy on the rare occasion that my actual name makes it onto a seating card. It... shouldn’t be that complicated.

This infuriates me. All my relatives know that I didn’t change my name, because I told them. But they insist on sending me letters addressed to Mrs Hisname. It genuinely upsets me, because it feels like they’re making a judgement about my entirely normal choices. Refusing to get someone’s name right is just rude. It’s…

It’s been an interesting assortment, for me. I mostly get passive-aggressive comments from women my own age who did change their names, telling me “I’ll regret it someday.” Then my dad has a really hard time with the concept. He hasn’t said anything, but he always addresses letters and everything to Mrs.…

My boyfriend’s mom experiences this. They have six kids, all hyphenated, she’s active in their town under her own name - people know she kept her name (she’s also known to be a big liberal in their town) and there are still those dicks who address things to her as Mrs. Hisname.

Your husband’s friends are dicks. :(

It drives me bananas when people address stuff like that. I actually signed up for a zoo membership under my name and put him as the secondary and immediately we started getting mail from them for Mr. & Mrs. Hisfirst Hislast. What the actual fuck?